What do I want.
I took a deep breathe. I asked myself what I wanted. What I really wanted.
The obvious answers were, “raise a family, get a job, be a dad?”
Truth is. That’s not exactly what I want. I want more depth in my life than just that. I want thrill. I want surprise. I want joy. I want something new. I don’t want to repeat the same process every single day just to “live” my life in supposed “success” due to money needs.
That’s like trying to live life while you’re barely breathing. I want more. I want to grasp on the things I couldn’t reach before. I don’t want to do what these fucks want me to do.
I want to do what I want. And no, this isn’t me being a rebel. I had my freedom attached to me since I was born. I just seem to forget that sometimes.
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